Tuesday, June 4, 2013

Austin, I love you.

Torchy's. . . MmmmHmmm. 

Party hardy. 

Deck life.



Band photos? 

Light show play time. 

Perfect. 

The UO backlot. 

Wahoo's

Mrs. B. 


LBL meets SX. 

The one thing I don't love about festival life? 

VICELAND party. 

Austin. 

The river. 

OOTD.

Poverty tattoos. 

Help from the crowd. 

Honk for equality. 



Texas French Bread cafe. 

South Congress. 

SOCO. 



Eat More Chicken. 

Cotton Eye Joe. 


Friday, May 31, 2013

An Opportunity of Epic Proportions.


I'm back in the Sunshine State and I realize that I haven't posted on this blog in nearly 4 months. Life has quite literally taken me down some unexpected paths throughout that time and I can now say I've been to 40 states in the Union. The Spring Tour is over, my contract with the Global Poverty Project is up, and I'm starting all over again. I am more hopeful than anything else, because I feel that I have accomplished something huge.

Struggling with decision making and planning for the future is commonplace among young millennials these days. I have always had a particular yearning for discovering new places and removing myself from my normal environment as a sort of challenge to see if I could make it. I felt somehow I could never be satisfied until I had traveled more and that becoming more "worldly" would somehow help me to learn something more about myself. It did. That escapist desire has been fully satiated, at least for a time. And I realize now that, no matter where you go, it really isn't about the weather or the buildings or the food. I have found, if I may be so bold at at the ripened age of 23, that life is really just about the people you choose to surround yourself with during your dream chase.

That's huge. That simple fact has allowed me to open up my future for a wealth of possibilities without fear of failure or judgment. Because really, all we HAVE to do in this life is love each other and have a little fun.




*TONS of photos of my cross country journey to follow in the coming days.

Friday, February 8, 2013

The Seven Year Pen


The Seven-Year Plan

Sustainability is important….plus I like a distinctly cute pen.

That’s what I was telling myself in The Write Touch back in Jacksonville when I was looking at this pen by Seltzer Made goods called The Seven Year Pen. It honestly wasn’t as expensive as some of the ink pens in the store, (people pay almost $100 for pens?! First world problems…) so I decided it would be a good investment. But, the whole idea is that it has this huge ink cartridge so you won’t run out for at least 7 years, thereby reducing your carbon footprint and creating less plastic waste. What’s the motivation for not losing it just like any other pen, you ask? It’s really stinking cute. I misplaced mine the other day and was pretty dismayed.  My friend Brian actually bought it for me that day in the letterpress store, as he was already getting a journal for me as a going away present. He figured he might as well make it the whole journalistic package, I guess.  

As I was sitting at my desk last week, writing with my pen, I looked down at it and thought about the pen’s seven year lifespan. I thought about where we (the pen and I) would be when it finally dotted its last bit of ink on a page. While I don’t know exactly where I’ll be in seven years, I do know that I’ll be thirty years old when the pen runs out of ink.

The realization stunned me a bit. Certainly, I don’t own anything that I’ll still have at thirty. That seems like a lifetime away. It’s not.

I guess I thought that would scare me a bit more. But, it doesn’t. Truthfully, I’m okay with that because I have decided to live in the truth that I can profess things over my life. Not only can I, but I should be. We shouldn’t treat this life of ours like it’s a leaf blowing in the wind. I know that in seven years, as far away as this seems today, I will be married. I will have a great job. I will be happy. I will be at least entertaining the idea of having children. These are decisions that I’ve had to make.

Obviously, as our life circumstances change, so then do our desires. For the important things in life, we make room. But, I think it’s important to note that our circumstances do not define us and they don’t decide for us. We are gloriously and independently in control of our own lives. Sure, there are disasters and unforeseen events that pop up in every person’s life. That doesn’t mean the plan has to change.

So, I have an unabashed seven year plan…..and it’s honestly far more liberating than it is confining. It’s filled with personal and professional goals. Would you like to know specifically what they are? That’s not going to happen. J After all, this is the internet. I decided to share this because I think it’s important to note that setting goals and confessing our desires is okay, even though we might trip up or fail sometimes. Thoughtful prayer and discerning choices can get us where we want to go. It might take you down a different path than you wanted to go, but you’ll arrive at the destination and it’ll be better than what you had in mind. 


Saturday, January 5, 2013

Everything





New York is a beautiful and tragic and magical and awful place.

There are a few things everyone should know about New York that I think no one ever really talks about. It’s really cold here in January. By that, I mean it’s so utterly bitter outside that you find yourself contemplating if it is actually physically possible for bones to freeze. Also, every few blocks you need to avoid animal feces on the sidewalk, as so many people have dogs and yet do not carry doggy bags. (?) And the 6th Ave subway often smells like pee. No grocery stores. Everything’s expensive. There’s always the uncertain risk of bed bugs. Death by moving fixed gear is a real possibility on Bedford Ave. I think the cyclists can’t see over their beards.

In spite of all that, it’s also a dreamland. As I write this, I’m contemplating the idea of ordering in for chocolate chip cookies. Only in New York can you order from 50 different restaurants, bakeries, and bodegas, whatever you want at any time of night. You can stand in a subway stop in Brooklyn and find yourself only moments later in Times Square on the most densely populated city block in the world. Or take the train a couple stops over to Washington Square Park and throw a penny into the fountain. My office in Greenwich Village, outright THE most charming neighborhood in America, is dangerously close to Bleeker Street Pizza and the view of the Hudson river is positively stunning.


I took a new route home from Williamsburg today and found a walk up vintage closet and maybe the most beautiful dress I’ve ever seen, hidden away in the bustle of Driggs street.  Reclaimed hangers from Junk? Yes, please. I had a life changing hot dog that cost me 4 bucks. Yesterday, it was a Polish potato dumpling at the same price and honestly, riding the subway isn’t that bad at all. Add to that, you look across the East River and see this. You have to catch your breath.



Then there’s this amazing opportunity I keep referring to as my job. Truly, I could not stand to be more blessed. I think sometimes we ask God for something and when it finally arrives, we’re unprepared to receive it.  I have more work to do in the next month than I know what to do with. It’s going to take weekends and nights and skipped lunches. It will be far and away the most challenging task I’ve ever set out to accomplish and I wouldn’t give up a single second of it because next week I have a Skype meeting with a colleague in India. The week after that, I’ll be launching a nation wide campaign with the largest public relations firm in the country. The following week, I’ll be heading off in a tour van for 4 months to see this amazing nation we all call our home.

So I guess what I ask the world is this….If you’re not putting everything all in, what are you really doing?

New York takes everything from you and gives nothing back and I wouldn’t trade it for the world. 

Bryant Park

NYE threads

Punch Brothers at The Bowery

Rock Center


 

Keys to the Office 

Heart Elbow Pads :)

Sunshine in Greenpoint




Modern Anthology

Crif Dogs


This is not a Buffalo Exchange. 

Saturday, December 8, 2012

The Big Ticket

I went to The Big Ticket concert here in Jacksonville with my sisters last weekend and it was seriously gorgeous weather. Sometimes, Florida can really show out. There was just enough sunshine and warmth for it to be cozy and lovely and perfect for an outdoor concert.

Grouplove was AH-mazing. Blew my mind. Of Monsters and Men was of course, too lovely. And Fun was just that. I'm not a really huge fan of Fun's music, but they put on a good show.


Grouplove rocks my socks. 



Of Monsters and Men